After a series of disasters in the kitchen today, I fear my hundred days of code is going to turn into a hundred and one days of code.
My box of new eggs shattered on the floor. My box of old eggs turned out rancid and extremely foul smelling. I had to clean up the whole sordid mess. Not before I boiled a few of the old ones. Now I have a smelly cooker too. The house smells of rotten eggs. My wife is about to puke. I have rotten egg on my hands literally (and on my face, metaphorically). Oh, and the chicken is on the stove, burning.
Putting out all these fires is too much for me, today.
So I am cutting myself some slack, giving myself some grace, goofing off on irc and going to bed.
Tomorrow is another day.